Serial Story: Under His Wing, Part 19
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Dunning Manor, Book 1
Under His Wing
Part 19
Katie smiled as her best friend Sarah gathered her up in a big hug. No one knew exactly why or how they’d been friends for so long, considering they were complete opposites, but they’d met in grade school and been best buddies ever since.
“It’s a long, weird story,” Katie said. “I’m so glad to see you though. We could really use a ride back to town.”
Sarah pulled back to take in the robe and sandals Katie wore. The look of disgust on Sarah’s face was evident in the dim light from the car.
“What are you wearing? You didn’t join some sort of cult, did you?” She glanced over at Thomas and squinted, trying to get a better look in the dark. “And who’s this? Is he your leader or something? Because I swear to God, Katie, I’m not--”
“No.” Katie laughed, shaking her head. “Definitely not a cult. You know I’d never do that.” She moved back to stand beside Thomas, slipping her arm around his waist as she cuddled up close to his side. Somehow it didn’t feel nearly as...right as the kiss they’d shared earlier. Probably because this time, it was a lie. To her best friend.
“This is Thomas,” she said, irritated when her voice threatened to crack. “I...well, Peter took me to a party this weekend - a surprise, sort of. I got lost in the woods, and Thomas found me. We sort of just hit it off, I guess.”
That definitely hadn’t sounded as convincing as she’d meant, and judging from Sarah’s expression, she wasn’t buying it. Katie considered telling Sarah the whole truth right then and there, but she couldn’t figure out a good place to start. Not one Sarah would believe any more than the fake story, anyway.
“We’re still getting to know each other,” Thomas said, his arm resting easily over her shoulder, his fingers absently caressing her arm. “But I assure you, the attraction is real.” He reached over with his free hand and tilted Katie’s face up, bending down to place a soft, slow kiss on her lips. His first touch made her relax against him, and the second...well, she could happily have just forgotten about Sarah and Peter and everything else in her life if he hadn’t ended the kiss on a sigh.
When she looked back at Sarah, her friend had a goofy grin on her face.
“Yeah. I see what you mean about the chemistry bit.” She held up her keys. “So, what do you say we all head into town then? Katie, sit up front with me - I want to hear all the details, including why you two are walking on the side of the road this late at night. Don’t you have a car, Thomas?”
Katie slid into the front seat, wincing a little as the weight came off her feet and the blood rushed back down. Thomas got in the back while Sarah settled behind the wheel.
“The truck broke down, I’m afraid,” Thomas said as Sarah pulled back onto the road. “I’ll call a mechanic when we get into town.”
Sarah nodded. “Peter’s a mechanic. And I know you guys have this thing now, but he’s been really worried about you too, Katie. Called me every day you were gone, and even showed up at my house once. It’s a good thing he’s cute, or I’d think he was some crazy stalker dude...”
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Dunning Manor, Book 1
Under His Wing
Part 19
Katie smiled as her best friend Sarah gathered her up in a big hug. No one knew exactly why or how they’d been friends for so long, considering they were complete opposites, but they’d met in grade school and been best buddies ever since.
“It’s a long, weird story,” Katie said. “I’m so glad to see you though. We could really use a ride back to town.”
Sarah pulled back to take in the robe and sandals Katie wore. The look of disgust on Sarah’s face was evident in the dim light from the car.
“What are you wearing? You didn’t join some sort of cult, did you?” She glanced over at Thomas and squinted, trying to get a better look in the dark. “And who’s this? Is he your leader or something? Because I swear to God, Katie, I’m not--”
“No.” Katie laughed, shaking her head. “Definitely not a cult. You know I’d never do that.” She moved back to stand beside Thomas, slipping her arm around his waist as she cuddled up close to his side. Somehow it didn’t feel nearly as...right as the kiss they’d shared earlier. Probably because this time, it was a lie. To her best friend.
“This is Thomas,” she said, irritated when her voice threatened to crack. “I...well, Peter took me to a party this weekend - a surprise, sort of. I got lost in the woods, and Thomas found me. We sort of just hit it off, I guess.”
That definitely hadn’t sounded as convincing as she’d meant, and judging from Sarah’s expression, she wasn’t buying it. Katie considered telling Sarah the whole truth right then and there, but she couldn’t figure out a good place to start. Not one Sarah would believe any more than the fake story, anyway.
“We’re still getting to know each other,” Thomas said, his arm resting easily over her shoulder, his fingers absently caressing her arm. “But I assure you, the attraction is real.” He reached over with his free hand and tilted Katie’s face up, bending down to place a soft, slow kiss on her lips. His first touch made her relax against him, and the second...well, she could happily have just forgotten about Sarah and Peter and everything else in her life if he hadn’t ended the kiss on a sigh.
When she looked back at Sarah, her friend had a goofy grin on her face.
“Yeah. I see what you mean about the chemistry bit.” She held up her keys. “So, what do you say we all head into town then? Katie, sit up front with me - I want to hear all the details, including why you two are walking on the side of the road this late at night. Don’t you have a car, Thomas?”
Katie slid into the front seat, wincing a little as the weight came off her feet and the blood rushed back down. Thomas got in the back while Sarah settled behind the wheel.
“The truck broke down, I’m afraid,” Thomas said as Sarah pulled back onto the road. “I’ll call a mechanic when we get into town.”
Sarah nodded. “Peter’s a mechanic. And I know you guys have this thing now, but he’s been really worried about you too, Katie. Called me every day you were gone, and even showed up at my house once. It’s a good thing he’s cute, or I’d think he was some crazy stalker dude...”
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